Vinny sat in a mushroom cloud of hazy gray smoke, staring off into space as though it held the answers to all the questions of the universe. "Dude." He seemingly turned the word into four syllables, and then laughed until he snorted. "So gnarly, man, I was, like, totally jamming on Fortnite when, for sure, the froze shit and I everything lost, yo."
Rain couldn't help but erupt into laughter at this, glancing around the chaotic mess that was the sixteen-year-old wolf's bedroom. "Are you dyslexic?" she asked him sincerely, no mockery present in her tone.
His green eyes turned towards her and she could see that his pupils were seriously dilated. He was fucked up. "Who's Lexic and why would I diss her? Oh, oh!" He slapped his head at this. "Duh! You're Lexic, helloooooooooo."
Rain cocked an eyebrow at this, and Ryan tried to wave away some of the smoke. "Dude, pull yourself together, there's a chick here!"
"A chick?" Rain gaped, and Ryan shrugged this off with a smile.
"Yo," Vinny stammered and made that two syllables. "I'm so fucking tweaked. Did you see the dragon that was flying around the pool this morning? For reals, it was like, a dragon. In the pool."
Rain leaned into Ryan and kept her voice low. "Chris would mate me with this?"
In answer to this, Vinny stood up from his bean bag chair and farted really loud, then collapsed into a pile of giggles. "I think I just sharted," he howled.
"Okay, I've seen enough." Rain waved her hand through the air in disgust and winced. "The other one has got to be an improvement on this!"
Ryan held the door for her, shutting it behind them and grinning. "I will let you be the judge of that," he quipped as he guided her toward the staircase to their basement rec room. He knew he would find his brother there working on improving his physique in hopes of one day over-stepping Ryan to become Beta.
Sure enough, when they took the last step and rounded the corner to face the massive room, TJ was holding two barbells in his hands as he completed a set of bicep curls. Seeing that he had visitors, he finished his last rep and put the weights back on the floor near his feet. "Yo, is this the new bitch?"
Ryan placed a comforting hand on Rain's lower back. "This is Rain from the Red Dawn Pack."
TJ stepped around his weights and buried his nose in her neck and inhaled deeply. "She smells pure," he groaned. "You a virgin?"
Rain's eyes widened at this. She glanced to Ryan and then back at this second man who, for some reason she only now realized, was shirtless and running a hand languidly along his chest. "Is he serious?"
"Why wouldn't I be?" he challenged her with a widening smirk. "Bitches are supposed to stay pure until the evening of their mating ceremony when they are absolutely destroyed by their mate. Then, if they're lucky, they get knocked up. So," he stretched this word out and ended it with a pop of his lips. "Is your hymen still intact, baby?"
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White Lightning
Werewolf[Ongoing Serial Novel][Werewolf] [MIW] In our world, for every female pup born there were five very eager and wanton males waiting for her to turn of age. Some packs considered their females to be ripe at sixteen, but my great-grandfather had establ...
